The night before last I wasn’t very hungry when dad put out dinner, so I didn’t go over and eat anything.
This turned out to be a big mistake.
Dad and mum fretted for a while and then picked me up and syringe-fed me that nasty “critical care” stuff and rubbed my tummy. Ugh! I was so mad I started chewing on the towel they put me on!
Eventually they put me back down. They said that I need to eat or else I’ll get sick. I guess I’d better at least take a token bite of my dinner every night, in case they do this again. Geez!!!
-Betsy
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6 responses to “I’m not Hungry, Dad”
Never stop eating and never stop pooping! It freaks the humans out like nobody’s business..
It is better to please the humans and eat and poop Betsy.
Eat and poop, at least when the humans are watching. Otherwise they’ll take you to the V E T and I know you don’t want that!
You eat Betsy, it is required by the humans…….
We were checking back to see how Betsy was doing today.
Oh Betsy .. get well … can’t stand no more bad bunny news right now ….